I love my work… Everyone that comes to our office (they find us through lonely planet) says how lucky we are to work on a cozy place like this at Batang Arau hotel. Music is never stopping playing here... Its play Exodus from Bob Marley now. I love my work because I can meet hundreds of new people from all over the world. American, Australian, Brazilians, French and even Japanese… I work together with them during the surf season. I like to greet all the guests. I like to manage things and make sure all the boats ready to go. We are the one behind the screen so their trip happen.. We are the one that does their paperwork..their visas, their documents, everything..
I just love my work... I love my boss and their free mind. I love how she allows us to explore our mind, able to speak free and explore our creativity... I love them fro teaching me everything... I bet I will never find people like them anymore...
I love them because they “make” my comfort zone...
Now, I am walking towards to the crossroads. The closer it is the more I feel lost... I’m afraid I have to leave my comfort zone... I keep thinking if I’m doing the right things..
The crossroads that I will take would be the biggest point of my life… It could be worst too… It maybe took years for me to make the new road another comfort zone… But everything is so blur…
I cannot even ask my fiancée because he’s out there sailing from Java to
I don’t know what I should do...
*Pic taken from here here







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